A small goblin comes running into gathering, almost trips and falls in his hatse. Quickly regathering himself he screaches
"Silence!"
He gives what he think sis an intimidating stare at onyone still making noise, then tunrs to the chief
"Great chef, i get vision. Ance... anci...ancet....great hero god Zarongel, says Grouber go get boomstick. I protecteded by hero-god. Bad juju if me not there. Chef no want bad juju, no want anger Zarongel. smart chef send grouber."
Each time he says his own name he sticks his thumb into his chest. Finished and pleased with himself , Grouber moves off to th side, then pulls out a dead squirrel and burnt squirrel and begins eating it. He eyes the other goblins closley and keeps checking his pocket. others can see a large lumop and another squirrel tale hanging out of the pocket.